En Route from Thunder Road to Blueberry Hill, Sunday Night

[beenthroughthat]

He'd promised Phoebe he wouldn't try and go after Cole alone, but Sam justified his brief trip back to his own house by telling himself that he'd only gone to get a few changes of clothes and things he needed, and he'd be right back

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[holdingontolove]

The odds? They were good, as a matter of fact. After all, he was keeping a close eye on Anders and Phoebe's movements. So he watched Anders go to his house, and on his return, he stepped out onto the road. "Miss me?" he said.

[holdingontolove]

He twitched for a moment from a forgotten memory, then lunged forward and grabbed Anders by the wrist, squeezing just enough to make it painful. "That is a band of ownership," he snarled. "And I'll give you a collar to match."

[beenthroughthat]

"The hell you will!" Sam snarled as he twisted his wrist to try and break the grip. "I'm not your gods-damned property and you frakking well aren't putting a collar on me unless I want you to -- which, looking at you now, isn't going to happen."

[holdingontolove]

He rolled his eyes and let go of Anders's wrist. "Are you trying to prove you're a dumb jock? See above regarding what people want and how it doesn't matter."

[beenthroughthat]

"What Phoebe wanted always mattered to you," snapped Sam. "If it doesn't any more, then I don't think you have the right to be near her."

[holdingontolove]

"Blah, blah, blah," he said. "You're forgetting the you can't stop me part again. If I have to, I'll take her far away from here, to a place you'll never find her."

[beenthroughthat]

"I'll find a way." It was half bluster, half purely emotional conviction with no logic to back it up. "I won't let you hurt her again."

[holdingontolove]

"How are you going to do that?" he said in a sing-song voice.

[beenthroughthat]

There really wasn't any way he could. Sam swallowed, and asked, "What do I have to do to make sure you don't?"

[holdingontolove]

He pretended to think it over for a moment. "You could distract me," he finally said. "Keep me occupied, so to speak."

[beenthroughthat]

"You really are a twisted motherfrakker now, aren't you?" Sam asked sadly. "You seriously think I would do that . . ."

[holdingontolove]

"You would," he said, smirking a little. "For her."

[beenthroughthat]

"She'd never want me to do this," Sam replied. "And I kind of care more about what she thinks than what you think right now."

[holdingontolove]

"That's a shame," he said. "Then you can have fun blaming yourself when she's gone, knowing you could've done something to stop it."

[beenthroughthat]

Sam turned away from Cole to hide the fact that his hands were tightening into fists.

"Damn you." That was a frakking low blow, playing on his guilt like that, but it worked.

[holdingontolove]

"You know you'll like it," he said in a low voice, moving behind Anders. "You did before."